Pluto Stadden (District 12) (Complete)
May 23, 2012 17:51:08 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on May 23, 2012 17:51:08 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300]~Pluto Stadden~[/shadow]
In the realm of District 12 there is a young girl who is 12 years old. Her name is Pluto Stadden and she looks a lot like Perla Haney-Jardine
In the realm of District 12 there is a young girl who is 12 years old. Her name is Pluto Stadden and she looks a lot like Perla Haney-Jardine
...Locked up bird, in a rusted cage...
...cries on and on, till it's voice is dead...
....Lonely bird, desolate and sad...
...weeps on and on, till it's eyes are dry...
...can you get me out of here?...
...can you get me out of here?...
...cries on and on, till it's voice is dead...
....Lonely bird, desolate and sad...
...weeps on and on, till it's eyes are dry...
...can you get me out of here?...
...can you get me out of here?...
~Appearance~
Well, the first thing you will notice about me is that I
am young looking. I am only 12 so I hope I am anyway. My height is
5ft 1inch which is supposed to be average for my age so is good
.My weight, well I have never really weighed myself so I don't know
but I am guessing it is underweight for my height since there never
really is much to eat in district 12. My figure is definitely thin with
this lack of food, especially with the extra effort I am forced to go to
to get enough for my parents and have a decent amount for myself.
I am definitely not muscular. My skin is a complexion that mixes pale
and tan to create an overall average skin tone.I guess my body
really is nothing special to go by when you look at me. It doesn't
matter though. I don't expect it to be anyway.
I think I should describe a different part of myself now. I can start
with my face, in particular my eyes. When I look in a mirror at them I
see a pair of deep brown orbs looking back at me. Sometimes I
think I see spots of green in them but it could be my imagination.
Not much else I can say about my face apart from mention my
slightly small nose, rosy lips and fairly normal teeth. Oh well, onto
my hair I guess. I don't have ultra long hair like some of the girls
here do. I an forced to have it trimmed every so often to keep it just
below my shoulders. The color of it is a kind of dark, dirty blonde. My
hair seems to be naturally straight as making it straight in the
morning takes little effort whatsoever. What else is there? I have
already said about my figure. I guess there is one thing I could say.
There is one big flaw about how I look but nobody apart from my
family and few friends have ever seen it. The truth is I was born
with a toe missing on my right foot. It sometimes really upsets my
balance. This is always hidden when I actually get to leave the
house by my shoes.
Now that I think about shoes I should probably describe my
clothing. Hardly difficult with the little clothes I have. In district 12
there is never enough for decent food let alone lots of clothes.
Mostly I am to wear this one outfit which I secretly like a lot. I have
a long, dark grey shirt with long sleeves that I usually pull up to just
below my elbows. I just do it by habit. It's not like I have anyone to
impress since I hardly know anyone around. On my bottom half I
wear a pair of plain black trousers. They are nothing special but
they fit well and are fairly comfortable so I can't complain. It is
better than what some people in our district have. With this I wear
a pair of black shoes that look like a cross between shoes and
trainers. My outfit is complete with a red, beanie style hat that I
usually wear on my head. I always fix this in place with a decorated
clip. I always use it as my mother gave it to me when I was 5, the
only nice thing she has ever really given me. I keep it as a token of
those times.
Well, the first thing you will notice about me is that I
am young looking. I am only 12 so I hope I am anyway. My height is
5ft 1inch which is supposed to be average for my age so is good
.My weight, well I have never really weighed myself so I don't know
but I am guessing it is underweight for my height since there never
really is much to eat in district 12. My figure is definitely thin with
this lack of food, especially with the extra effort I am forced to go to
to get enough for my parents and have a decent amount for myself.
I am definitely not muscular. My skin is a complexion that mixes pale
and tan to create an overall average skin tone.I guess my body
really is nothing special to go by when you look at me. It doesn't
matter though. I don't expect it to be anyway.
I think I should describe a different part of myself now. I can start
with my face, in particular my eyes. When I look in a mirror at them I
see a pair of deep brown orbs looking back at me. Sometimes I
think I see spots of green in them but it could be my imagination.
Not much else I can say about my face apart from mention my
slightly small nose, rosy lips and fairly normal teeth. Oh well, onto
my hair I guess. I don't have ultra long hair like some of the girls
here do. I an forced to have it trimmed every so often to keep it just
below my shoulders. The color of it is a kind of dark, dirty blonde. My
hair seems to be naturally straight as making it straight in the
morning takes little effort whatsoever. What else is there? I have
already said about my figure. I guess there is one thing I could say.
There is one big flaw about how I look but nobody apart from my
family and few friends have ever seen it. The truth is I was born
with a toe missing on my right foot. It sometimes really upsets my
balance. This is always hidden when I actually get to leave the
house by my shoes.
Now that I think about shoes I should probably describe my
clothing. Hardly difficult with the little clothes I have. In district 12
there is never enough for decent food let alone lots of clothes.
Mostly I am to wear this one outfit which I secretly like a lot. I have
a long, dark grey shirt with long sleeves that I usually pull up to just
below my elbows. I just do it by habit. It's not like I have anyone to
impress since I hardly know anyone around. On my bottom half I
wear a pair of plain black trousers. They are nothing special but
they fit well and are fairly comfortable so I can't complain. It is
better than what some people in our district have. With this I wear
a pair of black shoes that look like a cross between shoes and
trainers. My outfit is complete with a red, beanie style hat that I
usually wear on my head. I always fix this in place with a decorated
clip. I always use it as my mother gave it to me when I was 5, the
only nice thing she has ever really given me. I keep it as a token of
those times.
...That's what it shouts...
...it shouts on even...
...inside of the room...
...where nothing's there...
...if it cannot be heard...
...if it never finds love or freedom...
...it shouts on even...
...inside of the room...
...where nothing's there...
...if it cannot be heard...
...if it never finds love or freedom...
~Personality~
I'm betting my personality has a mysterious nature to
it. A lot of the people will only ever see me at school and that is only
because the Capitol will punish the families that don't send their
children to school. To them I am probably the mysterious young girl
who seems to stay in her house all day. They don't know that it isn't
really my choice. Mind you maybe the mysterious character will work
for me if I ever meet the right guy. I may have already met him. Not
going out much does leave me feeling sad and lonely. When I am
trapped in this cage of a house I long to be out in the meadow with
my 8 good friends, especially Earth. They seem to understand me
unlike many around me. My friends in the meadow of district 12 see
inside the outside aura and can make friends with the person who
is hidden inside. The real me that has been locked away for so long.
A person that hardly anyone is allowed to know.
When I actually get to meet people, like my friends in the meadow,
they get to know I am as kind as near enough any 12 year old
should be. Not many know of this but one thing I love is nature.
There is comething about flowers and plants that attract me to their
scent and colour. I see something in them that I can relate to but to
this day I still can't figure out what it is. Maybe it is that a flower in a
field can grow up next to thousands of others like like them yet at
the same time they are all cut off from each other to leave
completely different lives to the others. It is also like me. I grew up
alongside everyone in district 12 but I have hardly been able to
know any of them. Though I want more people to relate to plants
like I do. There are people that I don't know who always destroy
them without a care and it hurts me inside when they do. If I see
this happen in the meadow it always flares my temper and I end up
confronting them.
I am the youngest in my small group of friends and as such I should
be viewed as the one with the most energy and innocence but my
friends know better than to see me like that. I am one of us that is
usually very down to earth and serious, even if not as much as
Earth is. There is no visible point to making life out to be like many
dream it to be when even someone as young as me knows it isn't,
especially when you live in the poorest district of panem. When
anyday you could be shipped off to your death there is no time to
daydream about things that definitely aren't going to happen. That
isn't to say I don't have dreams because I do. If I make it to
adulthood then I want to have a career that involves the flowers I
love so much. Well, that is if I am allowed to do so but I guess when
I am that age I will be able to do anything I want regardless of
what others might want for me.
Also, I am somebody who is very sensitive towards others around
me. If there is one thing I hate near enough as much as the
destruction of beautiful flowers it is to see sadness in the eyes of
somebody I know and love. My friends in the meadow are usually
always happy souls but as with everyone they have their moments
when they are sad and feel lonely. It is then that I try to cheer them
up and put a smile back on their face. It usually works with most of
them but a couple of them won't respond to my comfort, prefering
the comfort of others but that is ok with me. As long as they are
happy that is all that matters to me. When I am sad myself, as I can
often be, Earth is the one I always seek comfort in. There is
something about his down to earth personality that I find consoling
and understanding. I don't know what it is about him but he is
always the one I will listen to more than any of the others. Lately I
have been feeling different about him but that isn't something for
now.
Of course, like every other human, I have my major flaws. The
biggest one for me is that the time I have been isolated has made
me so used to it that sometimes I will isolate myself without even
thinking about it. I even do it to my friends on occasion and I am
sure they wonder why. They are supposed to be my friends but I
abandon them to seek solitude. Even I don't exactly know why I do
it. There is nothing about it that truly makes me want to seek it.
Solitude is the worst thing that can happen to someone and it
makes them feel lonely. They say that what a child learns in the
earlier years will dictate their future behaviour so maybe that is
what it is. The years spent locked up in my house could have made
me like that. If they could could realise that would they understand
the one thing I truly want is my freedom at last. No, I don't think
they would but anything would be worth a try to get rid of this.
The other major flaw with me is that sometimes I can take my anger
about my situation out on other people who have done nothing to
deserve it. I guess the anger has to go somewhere but I want to
stop taking it out on the people who I really want to be my friends. I
know they don't deserve it inside but when it happens I can't stop
myself and the person usually ends up hating me. Every so often I
even do it to the people I love the most, my friends in the meadow.
When I do I always end up in tears afterwards because I feel so
awful for betraying their friendship. Maybe there is something that I
can do and I will always look out for a way to be presented to me.
However for now my anger seems to be an issue when it is sparked
and I have no way of letting go however much I try to bottle
everything up and not show it. Maybe I get angry like that because
I bottle everything up instead of showing people how I feel. I am
always scared that sometime I could hurt one of my friends and
they will start to hate me. I don't think I could cope with that.
I'm betting my personality has a mysterious nature to
it. A lot of the people will only ever see me at school and that is only
because the Capitol will punish the families that don't send their
children to school. To them I am probably the mysterious young girl
who seems to stay in her house all day. They don't know that it isn't
really my choice. Mind you maybe the mysterious character will work
for me if I ever meet the right guy. I may have already met him. Not
going out much does leave me feeling sad and lonely. When I am
trapped in this cage of a house I long to be out in the meadow with
my 8 good friends, especially Earth. They seem to understand me
unlike many around me. My friends in the meadow of district 12 see
inside the outside aura and can make friends with the person who
is hidden inside. The real me that has been locked away for so long.
A person that hardly anyone is allowed to know.
When I actually get to meet people, like my friends in the meadow,
they get to know I am as kind as near enough any 12 year old
should be. Not many know of this but one thing I love is nature.
There is comething about flowers and plants that attract me to their
scent and colour. I see something in them that I can relate to but to
this day I still can't figure out what it is. Maybe it is that a flower in a
field can grow up next to thousands of others like like them yet at
the same time they are all cut off from each other to leave
completely different lives to the others. It is also like me. I grew up
alongside everyone in district 12 but I have hardly been able to
know any of them. Though I want more people to relate to plants
like I do. There are people that I don't know who always destroy
them without a care and it hurts me inside when they do. If I see
this happen in the meadow it always flares my temper and I end up
confronting them.
I am the youngest in my small group of friends and as such I should
be viewed as the one with the most energy and innocence but my
friends know better than to see me like that. I am one of us that is
usually very down to earth and serious, even if not as much as
Earth is. There is no visible point to making life out to be like many
dream it to be when even someone as young as me knows it isn't,
especially when you live in the poorest district of panem. When
anyday you could be shipped off to your death there is no time to
daydream about things that definitely aren't going to happen. That
isn't to say I don't have dreams because I do. If I make it to
adulthood then I want to have a career that involves the flowers I
love so much. Well, that is if I am allowed to do so but I guess when
I am that age I will be able to do anything I want regardless of
what others might want for me.
Also, I am somebody who is very sensitive towards others around
me. If there is one thing I hate near enough as much as the
destruction of beautiful flowers it is to see sadness in the eyes of
somebody I know and love. My friends in the meadow are usually
always happy souls but as with everyone they have their moments
when they are sad and feel lonely. It is then that I try to cheer them
up and put a smile back on their face. It usually works with most of
them but a couple of them won't respond to my comfort, prefering
the comfort of others but that is ok with me. As long as they are
happy that is all that matters to me. When I am sad myself, as I can
often be, Earth is the one I always seek comfort in. There is
something about his down to earth personality that I find consoling
and understanding. I don't know what it is about him but he is
always the one I will listen to more than any of the others. Lately I
have been feeling different about him but that isn't something for
now.
Of course, like every other human, I have my major flaws. The
biggest one for me is that the time I have been isolated has made
me so used to it that sometimes I will isolate myself without even
thinking about it. I even do it to my friends on occasion and I am
sure they wonder why. They are supposed to be my friends but I
abandon them to seek solitude. Even I don't exactly know why I do
it. There is nothing about it that truly makes me want to seek it.
Solitude is the worst thing that can happen to someone and it
makes them feel lonely. They say that what a child learns in the
earlier years will dictate their future behaviour so maybe that is
what it is. The years spent locked up in my house could have made
me like that. If they could could realise that would they understand
the one thing I truly want is my freedom at last. No, I don't think
they would but anything would be worth a try to get rid of this.
The other major flaw with me is that sometimes I can take my anger
about my situation out on other people who have done nothing to
deserve it. I guess the anger has to go somewhere but I want to
stop taking it out on the people who I really want to be my friends. I
know they don't deserve it inside but when it happens I can't stop
myself and the person usually ends up hating me. Every so often I
even do it to the people I love the most, my friends in the meadow.
When I do I always end up in tears afterwards because I feel so
awful for betraying their friendship. Maybe there is something that I
can do and I will always look out for a way to be presented to me.
However for now my anger seems to be an issue when it is sparked
and I have no way of letting go however much I try to bottle
everything up and not show it. Maybe I get angry like that because
I bottle everything up instead of showing people how I feel. I am
always scared that sometime I could hurt one of my friends and
they will start to hate me. I don't think I could cope with that.
...Where is the key?...
...come find me...
...i'm all alone...
...I need a friend...
...where is the light?...
...where are the people?...
...come find me...
...i'm all alone...
...I need a friend...
...where is the light?...
...where are the people?...
~History~
I started this life just like any other person in this
world. This is by being born into the world. I was the only child born
to my parentsand the closest I had to a sibling was my cousin who
was 10 when I was born. As with any young child there isn't much I
can remember about the really early years of my life apart from
what I have been told by others. I know when I was just a little
toddler I would always hide under the small table in our kitchen,
sticking my head out to spy on parents. Not that they will have not
noticed me. They were probably being kind and pretending they
couldn't see me. I also know that I used to love throwing things
around the room and onto the floor. I bet my parents had a job and
a half cleaning up after me when I was younger. However my first
true memory is when I first walked into the school in district 12,
holding my cousin's hand as we walked. It isn't much but I treasure
the memory. It is the best one I have of those times.
Those times all changed in the matter of a minute or more precisely
in a matter of two words. Those two words were my cousin's first
and last name. At the mere age of 5 I didn't understand any of what
the reaping was and didn't know that when my cousin went up on
that stage that she would probably never come back to me. I didn't
understand why my cousin was on the TV all the time and I certainly
didn't know what it meant when my mum and dad started
screaming at the television screen while my cousin was lying still on
the floor, not moving an inch. My dear cousin was the first only
person in our family so far to fall victim to the Hunger Games. The
day he was reaped my mother gave me a decorated hairpin
and swore to protect me from meeting the same fate, not that I
understood that back then. I guess that is why my life took such a
drastic change, a change caused by the promise my mother made to
me. She would protect me no matter what.
Then my parents started to change in how they treated me. It was
slow at first, them saying I can only go to the safer places in the
district which barely limited me as there are so many safer places.
However soon their hold began to increase and increase as they let
me leave the confines of the home we live in less and less. The
people at school started to just ignore me as someone they only
see around school instead of another child of disrtict 12. Most of
what I could do with my time confined to my house was studying
and household chores. There was nobody else around to talk to or
have fun with except the parents who shielded me. I thought it
would get better as I got older but I was wrong. I didn't understand
that what they were truly shielding me from was a chance that was
getting closer and closer. The chance of me being reaped. After
understanding the games I finally learnt this but I knew that there
was nothing I could do to convince my parents I will be safe.
After all, I couldn't be sure of it either.
It was several years of my life that there were very few people that
ever saw me outside of school because I was kept where my
parents knew I would be safe. What I really wanted was to meet
friends and share happy memories with them like any other child my
age would have. One day my prayers were answered. When I was
9 I decided once and for all to sneak away from my house for a little
while at least. I expected to just be out for a couple of minutes and
then get caught but somehow I managed to make it to the vast
meadow of district 12. That day there was a group of teenagers
who had gathered together there. They came up to me and asked
me who I was since they hadn't seen me before. It was soon found
out that like them I was named after one of the planets in our solar
system. That day we spent a long time together in the meadow and
I got to know all 8 of the others in the group. Before I knew it two
hours had passed and I had to hurry back home before I was
caught by my parents. Although that hurry was hard I didn't regret
it for one minute after making so many friends at once.
That encounter in the meadow was a major turning point in my life
of seclusion. It gave me the thing I most needed to break through
the barriers. It gave me the confidence to defy the routine I had
kept for so long. Although I have still spent so much time in solitude
at home I would now often sneak away from the house and head
for the meadow. There I could fly as freely as a bird as I met with
my friends. It has been a long time since that first meeting and since
then each time we have met we have become closer and closer to
each other and I cherish this bond between us. The teenagers in
the meadow I now call my friends taught me what it is like to be a
good friend to somebody and it has helped me become a good
friend to them. Many people will class all of their friendships as
special but for somebody who has theoretically lived most of their
lives in a cage the friendships mean ever so much more than it
would usually. Before I was even ten I knew we would all be friends
for a very long time.
Now four years has passed since I first started to break free and it
is not long past my 12th birthday. Me turning 12 seems to have
struck a big nerve with my parents and it has started to get harder
to go about my routine of sneaking out of the house. I know why of
course. This year I am eligible for the reaping and I could be
marched of to my death. We are extremely poor so I have had the
hard task of convincing my parents to let me take tessera for the
family so we have a decent amount to eat instead of the extremely
meagre portions we have had for the last 12 years. Lately, even
though I have seen my friends less I have started to notice that I
want to be with them more than ever. All 9 of us are eligible so we
can all talk out our fear for the reaping together as we sit in the
meadow full of the plants and flowers I adore. At least Mercury and
Venus will be safe in a year so there is less to worry about next
year. The next 6 years are going to be hard and I hope I can get
through intact.
I started this life just like any other person in this
world. This is by being born into the world. I was the only child born
to my parentsand the closest I had to a sibling was my cousin who
was 10 when I was born. As with any young child there isn't much I
can remember about the really early years of my life apart from
what I have been told by others. I know when I was just a little
toddler I would always hide under the small table in our kitchen,
sticking my head out to spy on parents. Not that they will have not
noticed me. They were probably being kind and pretending they
couldn't see me. I also know that I used to love throwing things
around the room and onto the floor. I bet my parents had a job and
a half cleaning up after me when I was younger. However my first
true memory is when I first walked into the school in district 12,
holding my cousin's hand as we walked. It isn't much but I treasure
the memory. It is the best one I have of those times.
Those times all changed in the matter of a minute or more precisely
in a matter of two words. Those two words were my cousin's first
and last name. At the mere age of 5 I didn't understand any of what
the reaping was and didn't know that when my cousin went up on
that stage that she would probably never come back to me. I didn't
understand why my cousin was on the TV all the time and I certainly
didn't know what it meant when my mum and dad started
screaming at the television screen while my cousin was lying still on
the floor, not moving an inch. My dear cousin was the first only
person in our family so far to fall victim to the Hunger Games. The
day he was reaped my mother gave me a decorated hairpin
and swore to protect me from meeting the same fate, not that I
understood that back then. I guess that is why my life took such a
drastic change, a change caused by the promise my mother made to
me. She would protect me no matter what.
Then my parents started to change in how they treated me. It was
slow at first, them saying I can only go to the safer places in the
district which barely limited me as there are so many safer places.
However soon their hold began to increase and increase as they let
me leave the confines of the home we live in less and less. The
people at school started to just ignore me as someone they only
see around school instead of another child of disrtict 12. Most of
what I could do with my time confined to my house was studying
and household chores. There was nobody else around to talk to or
have fun with except the parents who shielded me. I thought it
would get better as I got older but I was wrong. I didn't understand
that what they were truly shielding me from was a chance that was
getting closer and closer. The chance of me being reaped. After
understanding the games I finally learnt this but I knew that there
was nothing I could do to convince my parents I will be safe.
After all, I couldn't be sure of it either.
It was several years of my life that there were very few people that
ever saw me outside of school because I was kept where my
parents knew I would be safe. What I really wanted was to meet
friends and share happy memories with them like any other child my
age would have. One day my prayers were answered. When I was
9 I decided once and for all to sneak away from my house for a little
while at least. I expected to just be out for a couple of minutes and
then get caught but somehow I managed to make it to the vast
meadow of district 12. That day there was a group of teenagers
who had gathered together there. They came up to me and asked
me who I was since they hadn't seen me before. It was soon found
out that like them I was named after one of the planets in our solar
system. That day we spent a long time together in the meadow and
I got to know all 8 of the others in the group. Before I knew it two
hours had passed and I had to hurry back home before I was
caught by my parents. Although that hurry was hard I didn't regret
it for one minute after making so many friends at once.
That encounter in the meadow was a major turning point in my life
of seclusion. It gave me the thing I most needed to break through
the barriers. It gave me the confidence to defy the routine I had
kept for so long. Although I have still spent so much time in solitude
at home I would now often sneak away from the house and head
for the meadow. There I could fly as freely as a bird as I met with
my friends. It has been a long time since that first meeting and since
then each time we have met we have become closer and closer to
each other and I cherish this bond between us. The teenagers in
the meadow I now call my friends taught me what it is like to be a
good friend to somebody and it has helped me become a good
friend to them. Many people will class all of their friendships as
special but for somebody who has theoretically lived most of their
lives in a cage the friendships mean ever so much more than it
would usually. Before I was even ten I knew we would all be friends
for a very long time.
Now four years has passed since I first started to break free and it
is not long past my 12th birthday. Me turning 12 seems to have
struck a big nerve with my parents and it has started to get harder
to go about my routine of sneaking out of the house. I know why of
course. This year I am eligible for the reaping and I could be
marched of to my death. We are extremely poor so I have had the
hard task of convincing my parents to let me take tessera for the
family so we have a decent amount to eat instead of the extremely
meagre portions we have had for the last 12 years. Lately, even
though I have seen my friends less I have started to notice that I
want to be with them more than ever. All 9 of us are eligible so we
can all talk out our fear for the reaping together as we sit in the
meadow full of the plants and flowers I adore. At least Mercury and
Venus will be safe in a year so there is less to worry about next
year. The next 6 years are going to be hard and I hope I can get
through intact.
...Thats what it thinks...
...it flies on even...
...inside of people...
...when they're feeling lonely...
...it flies on even...
...inside of people...
...when they're feeling lonely...
Codeword:
oDair
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